Back to my clinical practice this morning with likely a full schedule of patients for many weeks, due to taking a brief vacation. Miss hearing my grandson's footsteps coming down the stairs in the morning, about the time I am on my second cup of coffee. We had a stellar time together. Will be posting a videography project of his adventure here at Rauhallinen Farm in the next day or two. To be eight again.....and be able to learn to cross country ski proficiently in just a day and have boundless energy. The pellet stove is warming the downstairs, time to feed the wood boiler outside and embark on this week.
“Sometimes we are that fly in the house, that thinks it sees an open window. So it crawls to, or flies head-on into clear glass. At times getting stuck between the storm and pane, it dies in the windowsill under a tormenting, hot sun.”
― Anthony Liccione